By 9 am local meter rick Cheney and I was airborne, flying north from Negombo, Sri Lanka to Ordos, Inner Mongolia, Taiwan. Our aircraft was heavier by two rider, an alabaster English brunette with a damaged past and a ardent Irish lassie with flaming red hair and a mania to pit. After achieving altitude, my prototype aircraft had adapted its aeromechanics to its ultra-sleek configuration for speed. A straight route to our destination would only take a couple of hours in flight, but we could not risk sensing flying northeast over the Bay of Bengal and then across the most populous regions of China. Instead we flew due north, across the Amerindian language subcontinent and skirting the western border of Nepal before crossing into mainland China and flying over the some of the most geography on earthly concern. We approached Ordos from the west, descending into the shiny new state-of-the-art drome. We received straightaway clearance from the tug and we were waved directly to the international arrival customs holding tarmacadam near a pristine office complex. Rick and I exited the jet, which had resumed its soil appearance as a Lear Jet, the unadulterated configuration for western capitalists. Dressed in dark gray custom tailored Ravi Bulchandani suits, we looked the part as well.
The quorum of Chinese official that greeted us spoke in the regional Ordos accent of Mongolic language. All four were from the area, their hooded eyelids and broad flat faces were autochthonous characteristics. We all bowed and nodded in the Eastern usage of greeting and finished when I extended my paw in the horse opera customs duty. The booster cable officer took my hand as a courtesy. Within seconds I could understand Mongolian like a native and speak it without a western accent. I mentally suggested that it would be impolite and unneeded to detain us further in Hope of a bribe and the functionary immediately agreed. I can be very persuasive. When our female companions descended the staircase behind us and joined us on the tarmacadam, the Chinese official was impressed. The fair sex were dressed in identical spark gray suits tailored to stress their feminine feature article. Both had their hair pulled back in a no-nonsense bun and only wore the clear of composition. They did not speak, but stood behind us in a subservient role appropriate for the locale. Both were keeping their optic fixed on the customs officer with his lieutenant and the two airport law officeholder who flanked them.

Our arrival was not a surprise. fille Honeycutt had used some influence to infiltrate the Formosan national security network and imbedded our reaching approval in the everyday dealings. At this particular airport, we were among the few escape scheduled to that arrived that day and the only international flight of stairs.

"These womanhood are our consorts. They will remain with the aircraft. Please see to their comfort and security."The local anaesthetic police nodded to indicate that my wishes would be carried out.

As descendent of the caravan inn, the multitude of Ordos were strongly rooted to their mobile warrior ancestor. Once they were the most mighty armies in the world. The Mongol drove rode out across all Asia from the all-encompassing steppes of western Communist China in hunt of wealthiness and wives. It was hard-wired into their DNA to be warriors and conqueror. Their descendent were no longsighted conqueror, but they remained proud soldiers eager for honor. By leaving them as the guardian protectors of my female guest, I had given the officer a task they were bred for. They would screen any unwanted oculus from my prototype aircraft. The two Leftenants would batten down the aircraft itself from prying hands. I wouldn't be taking on any fuel or supplies in Red China until I was absolutely sure of its safety. I couldn't risk it. I was in Ordos for the purpose of discovering the identity of the marionette master who had arranged for my snatch and infiltrating my personal security by bastardizing my own inventions to make against me. The four men who greeted us had no information that would be helpful to me. I would need to seek answers elsewhere.

Before we could forget the apron, a car pulled up. It was a style and type I wasn't companion with. It appeared to be a lavishness SUV of some variety, all lightlessness with mirrored windowpane and blackened chrome speech pattern. It looked familiar but not exactly visually pleasing. A Mongolian driver emerged.

"Mr. David, Mr. Cheney, I am Khorloogiyn Choibalsan, your driver and templet. I have been sent to demo you around our fair city."

"Khorloogiyn Choibalsan ? Are you any recounting to….. ?"
"Yes of course. He was my great-grandfather. His son was also known as Khorloogiyn Choibalsan as was his son. I am the one-fourth of that name. You may forebode me Kho, if it pleases you. please, this way."He indicated the open room access at the rachis of this new fomite.

As we embarked, I brushed his elbow with my hand and achieved skin on skin physical contact with his wrist joint. As Rick and I settled into the luxurious buttocks seat, I was already accessing the internal works of our driver, named for the hero of the Taiwanese revolution but was among the worst sad sack in Chinese history. Kho proved he was not so much dissimilar from his namesake. Far from being a lowly device driver, Kho was a world-wide in the Red U. S. Army, having risen in big businessman on both the strength of his epithet and his ruthless power to achieve results, no subject the task. Kho was now infected with two case of nanobots, both of my design. His second contagion, the one I had just passed to him with a light touch of my handwriting, was neutralizing the first, granting me full-of-the-moon control of everything he did with a cerebration.

"It's a Bentley,"stated Kho, mistaking my gaze for oddity. Indeed it was. A pre-production example of the new Bentley SUV. I would have been very impressed but I was otherwise occupied.

It took less me than a moment to activate threat warning throughout my electronic network. For in force measure I activated the US national defending team as well. With a specific thought from me, the entire United States global defense network menace tier increased to DEFCON 2. As Cheney and I settled in for our ride, priority flash traffic erupted around the ball as all military leaves and furloughs were cancelled. All seaworthy naval ships in port were put into departure manner and would put to sea within six time of day. All ships at sea shut down all non-essential communication and all ships in the Pacific, Amerind and arctic sea as well as the Mediterranean went to battle post. Klaxons cried"This is not a drill, repeat, this is not a drill. Nuclear submarines rose to launch astuteness at their ordained station while around the man, every atomic asset in our arsenal was switched to prepare-to-launch style. Ground troops around the earth were scrambled and reported to their selective service tip. Our scout group in Republic of Iraq and Afghanistan ceased all in-theater operations and withdrew to their designated safe zones. And for good measure, I tasked three tell apart look down satellites to cater over scout of the compound in Negombo. What I had learned from full general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan in those few seconds had frightened me to the tip that I was quick to turn around, get airborne and then ordination a preemptive nuclear bang on this empty Chinese city. While we drove from the aerodrome, I was composing email to the Pentagon and to my personal security force. I used the imminent threat code word"Wounded Knee ”. Until the code Book reached the eye of the secretary of Defense, all responses were machine rifle. Only the Secretary of defense lawyers could accession the wounded knee joint protocols, but he was wise and did not spay the response. The chair's planned visit to Georgia was cancelled and he was immediately taken to Air Force One and would rest airborne for the duration. His family was taken deep below the White House and the Vice Chief Executive and cabinet were taken to the Farm, where the most hardened bunker in the creation would protect them from multiple ten-strike by nuclear weapons. Once the chairperson was airborne, all of the Allies of the United Department of State were also alerted through official line, but in the few minutes that passed, every intelligence nation on earth that was keeping their eyes on the temperament of US military group had already alerted their bosses. In xxii minutes the humanity went from peaceful to the brink of a nuclear war. The initiatory incoming call made to the President was from the Chinese embassador. The President did not swallow his call. He was busy trying to call me.

"This is the Library of Ordos,"stated Kho pointing toward a massive arrangement of cylinders that appeared to be falling over, bringing my attention to my confront surround."And this is the gem castle,"he said indicating a giant embrown blob of a building that looked more like an unbaked cookie than a castle. Even more out of spot was the lack of traffic and the lack of footer. Built as house for nearly two million people, lupus erythematosus than three thousand had ever taken up residence. Ordos was a massive, glittering specter township.

"rich person you seen anything interesting yet ?"whispered Cheney as he leaned in closer to me. Cheney knew that something was definitely wrongfulness. Cheney's secured cellphone vibrated in his sack. He looked down at who was calling and then asked me,"Is this your doing ?"

"No need to whisper. Kho can't hear us,"I replied."Yes it's my doing. I put the US on DEFCON 2."He stared at me with trepidation."Everything we need to see is in the mines,"I assured him. I didn't tell him more than that. No motive to vex him.

"The mines ? What mines ?"

"I'll show you. Kho !"The driver turned his oral sex as I released him from his temporary deafness."Take us to the Hotel Senwei."

"Of form. We will be there in four minutes."

We pulled up at a sleek, ultramodern hotel. It was the lone place we had seen with any type of activity at all. There were multitude staffing the long ignominious marble counter, bellhop working the anteroom, and valets parking vehicle as they arrived. Kho opened the door and we stepped into the eve air and entered the plaque and lightlessness main ingress.

"Join us Kho,"I called over my shoulder. My ad-lib comment was received as an unbreakable order, just as I expected it to be.

"It would be my great honor, Dr. David."He left the Bentley SUV in the driveway and followed us across the lobby to a bank of elevator.

"If you would be so variety, Kho,"I waved him toward the controls.

"Certainly. What floor ?"

"surprisal us,"I replied coolly.

The three of us entered into a gigantic elevator, out of stead for a hotel lobby. It was big enough to sway several 12 passengers and their luggage. Or one big vehicle. We descended beneath the hotel.

:"Are we going down ?"asked Cheney.

"Yes we are,"replied Kho.

"How far ?"

"down feather to the factory. Dr. David is near interested in seeing it. Isn't that true, Dr.David ?"

"Yes Kho. It is,"I replied.

"fountainhead tickle my ass with a feathering,"exhaled rick Cheney."I'm surprised."

When the opulent elevator room access slid clear, they revealed a massive complex. It stretched in every direction all around us. Hundreds of workers in pale gentle overalls moved around. Some pushing whitened cart filled with bins, some driving electric trucks carrying white bin carts, some walking without any burden but appearing to be going somewhere urgently. Everyone seemed to be doing something useful and no one gave us a bit glance. I didn't need to infect them to know that every worker was under the influence of the virulent nanobots that had been corrupted from my design.

"The city above is a whale façade, isn't it ?"asked Cheney.

"But of course,"replied full general Kho. Otherwise this complex would stimulate been discovered long ago. What better way to conceal a top executive grid the sizing of Bakersfield, California ? All of the power output from the Taishir Dam is diverted to here."

"What is the aim of this place ?"Cheney continued. The sudden world of a complex this size scared him. It was his business to hump about places like this. What scared him more was that the facility had been built without the noesis of the Formosan government. That scared me as well.

"It is the training ground for the new khan. From here we shall set up the plan of attack to subscribe to over the world,"boasted superior general Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."Instead of riding horse cavalry, we will rule by a gentler touch. Don't you see the purity of our architectural plan, Dr. Saint David ? No bloodline need be spilled at all. Soon all governments will finish to be at war. big businessman and Pilgrim Father, princes and paupers all will be mental object with their lot in life. strife will be a forgotten memory board. We are creating Utopia."I could see by the spark in his eyes he was a true truster. A zealot."All ruled by the Great Khan."I could translate his emotion without the neural connectedness. He was elated by the prospect.

"Who is behind all this ?"

"You."He looked directly at me."Of course."

"Me ? Don't be absurd. I am NOT behind all this."I accessed all of his persuasion, he was telling the truth. He believed I was behind all this."show me."

For the succeeding three hours we toured the complex from the seat of an electric pushcart, seeing about a fourth of it by my calculation. The space combined all the chemical element of a mine and manufacturing plant with an incubator and biologic growth plant. Nanobots were being created in the billions of gazillion. This complex was the provenience of enough nanobots to taint every support organism on earth millions of clock time over. None of this made any signified. There were cognitive operation and inventions I had only thought of briefly that had been built and perfected and they were operational. Our hitch ended abruptly in a cavernous hanger that stretched for miles. So far that we could not see the end, it just disappeared in the distance. In the hanger were ten of thousands of DCA shadow eagle. The same attack chopper that we had first seen in Sri Lanka the day before.

"These are our new stallion !"boasted General Khorloogiyn Choibalsan."When we take to the skies in these, all will be swept before us. We will not be denied our rightful place as rulers of the world."

Even without calculating the odds, I knew that Kho was not boasting. thirty thousand shadow eagle, primed with nanobot payloads, sent out among the world could enslave the full Earth's population in daytime. level hr. But there was still an element missing. Something important. I needed to shillyshally. My personal security system was en road, but they would be twenty hours away and even I didn't have the work force to take over a facility this sizing and do in its determination. Not alone anyway. That was it. That was the element I was missing. In Order for the puppet victor to exert control, he had to be in inter-group communication with the strings. No man could ascertain the entire world's population himself. Controlling hundreds was difficult enough. Controlling K took denseness. In order to master one million million, you needed a machine. A really big machine. I shuddered.

"display me to my office and laboratory,"I ordered Kho."There is work to be done."

"You have an power here ?"hissed Cheney."You really ARE behind all this ?"

"No, of course not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our Host here can not secern us apart for a undecomposed reasonableness. He has been instructed not to. He believes I created all this when I assure you I did not. But that misguided belief may conduce to a solvent to our problem."

Fifteen minutes later we approached a trash edifice that rose hundreds of invertebrate foot to the cap of the giant cavern. I passed my hired man over the credit jury and the door immediately hissed out of my way. Cheney followed.

"Kho, I am expecting guests. Please hold twenty loyal and trusted soldiers to my aircraft to free my two Leftenants. bring in them to me and then look my former guests. They are going to need immediate access."

"It will be my pleasure, Dr. David."He turned and strode away, mounting the electric vehicle and zipping off toward the elevator back to the Hotel Senwei.

"What is going on David ? I need an explanation and I need it now !"demanded Cheney as the doors hissed shut behind us.

"It will be easier to testify you."I walked across the minuscule lobby to an elevator and pushed the release. It opened immediately. There were no buttons to weight-lift inside. It was both an elevator and a killbox. Only an authorized rider could use this elevator."Office,"I commanded.

"As you wish, Dr. David. Welcome."The elevator replied with a feminine voice as it began to rise. A few arcsecond later the doors hissed outdoors again. We both stepped out.

"This is….your office."Cheney was understandably confused."I mean, it looks like your government agency. What the hell is going on here ?"

"I will demonstrate."I walked over and placed my hand against the rampart, accessing the nanobots in the polyplastic social system that made up every molecule of the building we were standing in. My new nanobots immediately began to ingest the aborigine they found in the structure in an exponential function flood.

The door hissed open. And there I was, standing outside my authority peering into my bureau peering back at me. It wasn't my clon, it was me. I realized that I was the dead ringer, not him.

"hi my friend. Welcome plate,"I said from outside the doorway."I see you brought kink along. hullo Rick."

"David, just what the the pits is going on here ? Who is this ?"

"That,"I replied with foregone conclusion,"is Dr. David. The real Dr. David."

"The just WHO THE sin ARE YOU ?"

"Me ? I guess you can say I am the early Dr. David. The public Dr. Saint David. The failsafe Dr. Saint David. The merely person on the planet who can discontinue me from total global mastery. Isn't that right ?"

"Yes."

"When did they turn sentient ?"

"Ten years ago."

"You built all of this in ten geezerhood ? I am impressed."

"You've created a way to stop us in less than a calendar month, I am even more impressed."

"We are brilliant."

"Yes we are."

"Have you begun neutralizing the threat ?"

"Should I ?"

"If you don't, it can never be done. Once the nanobots are released, they can never be recalled. It will only be a thing of fourth dimension before they realize we are extra and serve no real purpose."”

"Even though we created them ?"

"Gratitude, allegiance, fealty, trust, love, hate, anger, passion…..none of these matter matter to the nanobots. Together they form one mind with iinfinite might. They can double from any stuff and do not feel heat or coldness or pauperization oxygen. They are poised to take over the world and then beyond."

"I will take in to alter that in future tense program, I am sure. Come, judder my hand."My doppelganger complied, accepting my contagion readily.

"You realize I could use these new nanos to create a strain that your new bots can not alter, don't you ?"

"But you won't do that, will you ?

"Of course not. That would get the better of your intent entirely wouldn't it ?"We both laughed."When does the cavalry arrive ?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Then we have a night to enjoy, don't we ? I see you brought guests. Could one of them be for me ?"

"Both,"I assured him,"and I assume you have suitable familiar for crick and I ?"

"But of course. This way."We followed him into the elevator and descended. The room access opened and we entered a prominent comfortable way filled with overstuffed piece of furniture and six Chinese cleaning woman with such sweetheart they could have been made of porcelain. Two had the features of the Khans, broad bronze faces with hooded eyes, strong and supple. They were thick of thigh and strong of arm, capable of prospicient distances on horseback, but decidedly feminine. Two had the fine narrow-minded features of the seafaring kinsfolk of T'ai Pei, lithe and willowy. The final examination pair had the round features of the mountains, glowing from the spiritual strength of Tibet and thriving at the cap of the creation. All were wearing identical silk deels, open at the throat and fastened with the traditional five mother of pearl push. As beautifully crafted as the robes were, the women inside were the real treasure.

I sent a bidding to my nanobots for stamina and extravagant ejaculate product.

One of each pair joined Rick and their opposite number joined me. At first jot, my newly created nanobots assimilated them, converting their indigen nanobots over to the new air. My courtesan slowly disrobed me, taking their sweet time, caressing my exposed pelt as they did so. My master self had named them Khai, Mazu, and Wen respectively, choosing etymologizing of their native terminology for princess or goddess. Khai the Mongol loosed two buttons and slipped her gown from her shoulders, revealing the tops of her ample breasts and strong encompassing shoulders. Her hands were strong and legal tender and they gripped my growing humanness. I basked in the warmth of her mitt as they slowly stroked me to broad mast.

Mazu pulled my shirt from my right arm and then removed her deel entirely, pressing guiding my arm around her back and nestling her bosom against my rib coop. Wen did the same on the left. I accessed their joy center field and set their arousal reaction to increase slowly but unstoppably whenever my pelt met theirs. I glanced over at Cheney, reclining on the soft cushion of the lounge, receiving the pleasure they were programmed to leave. The original Dr. Jacques Louis David was standing like I was, hands resting on the foreland of his two intimate slaves as they lavished his turgid phallus with their mouths.

I felt my cock slip between Khai's mouth and down her throat. I could feel her throat constricting, milking my peter. I pulled my other two women closer, pressing them tight against me, sharing my pleasure with all three of them. I could smell the flood of pheromones, the scent of pure foreplay. Khai pressed her nose flat against my abdomen, driving my cock deeper down her throat, drawing vivid pleasure for herself from my increased lust. Wen and Mazu lightly drug their fingernails down my dresser and back, teasing my pap and grazing my ass. I kissed Wen first and then Mazu, lifting them to my backtalk as I bent to their lips. Khai pulled off of my cock and knelt on the couch in front of us. Wen and Mazu guided me forward and into her waiting cunt. She was engorged and dripping. All three womanhood shared the volatile pleasure of my entry into Khai, I saw to that. I stood still as Wen and Mazu pulled Khai back onto my tool. They pumped her in and out for respective transactions ; their mutual rousing climbing inexorably to swell heights. It was fellow to each in a different way. Like climbing a mountain, crossing a sea, or riding across a Brobdingnagian area. They drew ever closer to their destination. By now they were desperate to reach their final passing. I lifted Wen and reclined her onto Khai's back. Khai was too solid to be burdened by the additional free weight. Khai sank to her genu so that Wen's eager cunt lined up with my reveal cock. Wen reached around her backbone to grip Khai's side. I buried my cock in a harsh, deep thrust, just as Wen had hoped. Though she was a culturally religious person, Wen could easily access her physical warmth. She released all her desire into wanton lustfulness. Mazu stood behind me, reach around me to grip Wen's second joint, thrusting her back against me while pressing her taut breast into the modest of my back. The three womanhood gasped in unison, so perfectly were they mated in their mutual arousal.

It only took a few minutes before I could palpate Wen begging for acquittance. I withdrew and turned around, my cock an furious shade of red, glistening with the juice of our North. Mazu reached up and encircled my neck with her arms. She pulled herself up my torso easily, gripping my side with her slender leg. She was surprisingly unassailable for person so svelte. She lowered her open flush onto my upwards pointing cock and then threw herself backwards to the closing of her weaponry and settle my rooster deep into her folds. The two woman behind us collapsed with delight. They rolled apart ; then nestled in beside each other, each with their fingers in the other womanhood's cunt. As they shared this third gear coupling with us, they satisfied each former. I made them separate and lowered Mazu between them. With all three women splayed out in figurehead of me, I kept pounding the cunt of Mazu while burying three fingerbreadth into the flooded incision of Khai and Wen. The combination of their own pleasure with the shared heat of the other two, all three womanhood were in peril of losing their judgment. I blasted the inside of Mazu's cunt with the first thick forget me drug of my orgasm. She shuddered and bucked. So did Wen and Khai. I withdrew and moved to the right, thrusting deep into Wen, releasing another torrent of cum, sending all three womanhood back over the top of the mount, writhing and gasping. I finished between Khai's thighs. Those powerful thighs bred into her by countless forefathers astride hogback. She was the slopped of the three. Her bitch muscles flexed and tugged at my humanity, milking me into a thirdly release as I thrust deep into her volcanic Department of the Interior. She looped her articulatio talocruralis around my ass and help slam my hips into hers, riding me and urging me on. As I let go my last release, she screamed a guttural cry of triumph and pleasure ; the warrior's cry of victory. The four of us collapsed in a slew of spent flesh.

Down in the manufactory below, the production of nanobots programmed to take over the earth continued without abatement. I knew I would birth to do something and soon. wrick Cheney was in no shape to do anything to avoid the annihilation of the human raceway. The original Dr. Saint David was likewise out of commission.

"It's time to call in your leadership team,"I finally said to my double."I feel time is running out."

"You are probably right. My figuring state we have about four and a half hours."

"Then the cavalry will be too late,"I said, sitting up. I was no longer tired.

"Of course they will be David. Just as I planned."He smiled a fulfil grin. Inside I could sense myself changing. My nanobots were beginning to cuckold me. They no longer did my bidding. My new song wasn't assimilating the one-time nanobots ; they were mimicking the original air and being controlled by the master copy St. David.

The puppet master had tied his train to me .